reyna man, sumasablay din. :)

I'm Still Here. Yey!

2007-06-09T14:30:00.000+08:00

Whoa. May 06 to June 09 IS a long time.

Well, I'm here in Dumaguete City. I finished processing my enrollment yesterday. I moved in to my dorm this morning. And I'm now in a net cafe with my dormmates. Wee. :]

Teka, magta-taglish na 'ko ha?

Nakakadrama rin pala ang feeling 'pag aalis ka sa hometown mo. Ewan ko nga. Naiiyak talaga ako nung nasa barge na kami papunta dito. Naisip ko kasi yung mga iniwan ko back home. Family ko, ang pinaka-close kong insan na si Sheng (siya talaga ayaw kong iwan, btw!), mga aso namin, classmates ko nung HS at elem, si Ajan, basta LAHAT!

Pero ano pa ba magagawa natin, di ba? Andito na 'ko eh. Deal with it na lang.

Masaya rin naman ako dito. Nakakatuwa dormies ko lalo na roomies ko. Hehe. At siguradong di ako maho-homesick kasi may roommate akong tiga-Zamboanga rin. Saka marami-rami rin akong kakilala na kababayan. Yehey! Mate-test na lang talaga dito ang independence ko at pagiging responsable. Other than that, I guess I'll do fine.

I'll try to update ulit next time. Hehe. Sensya na talaga kasi di na 'ko nakakapag-rounds. Huhu. Keep in touch na lang tayo kahit papano. Hehe.

Ingat kayo lahat and God bless! Love ya! Mwahmwah! ♥

Official Sillimanian.

2007-05-06T21:32:00.000+08:00

I just got home from a three-day excursion with my parents. I'm tired, emotional, and even more tired and emotional by the minute. But it wasn't the trip's fault, though. I had lots of fun actually. It's just that... some things can't help but pop themselves in my head and these kinds of thoughts loosen up a couple of my emotional screws, if you know what I mean.

We spent the first two days at Dumaguete City. I'm officially enrolled at Silliman University and am going to take up BS Psychology. My prospectus spells F-U-N for the First Semester. Wee. :] I also got myself a space at the Edith Carson dorm. I had no choice but to get the six people-in-one room- no aircondition, no own toilet and bath. Apparently, all the other rooms and school dorms are reserved so I had to settle for this one. I'm not complaining, actually. I don't think I'm known for being maarte and I'm more than contented with what I got myself. And it's very sulit, if you ask me. Only PhP 4,000+ per sem for the room and about PhP 11,000 for the meals. Sulit. :]

After attending to my college needs, my parents and I visited Mama's relatives at Banilad. I was four years old when I last visited so it felt good to see somewhat familiar faces. LOL. The only ones I remembered well were Auntie Shirley and my dear cousin Charlotte. Ate Lot-Lot was the best! She was still as bubbly and warm as ever. And she told me that she'd be happy to be my Dumaguete sistah while I stay over. :]

We also went around town and checked out how Dumaguete has changed over the years. At around 8 PM, my dear friend Kuya King, who is taking up BSN at SU, snatched me away from my parents. LOL. Di naman. Sinundo niya 'ko to treat me at Jollibee. My parents probably thought of him as way harmless than their own daughter coz they allowed me to go. Shocker. Hehe. We chatted about college life and he pretty much gave me a good idea on what to expect come the first day. Natakot at na-excite lang naman ako. Hehe. :]

**Btw, I won't be telling you about the our whim-ish stay at Dapitan. Haba na eh. LOL.**

So there. I'm not entirely sure if I'm ready for the new world ahead of me. All I know is that I have exactly a month left before I venture in that world. Maybe in one month's time I'll be able to convince myself that going there is what God intended for me in the first place and that it is what will make important people in my life, including myself, happy. Argh. Can I be more emo now? :]

P.S. Anyone know someone who's attending/going to attend Silliman University? Let me know please! ♥

The Verdict Is In.

2007-04-26T22:32:00.000+08:00

You read it right and I shit you not. *bow*

So..

I wasn't able to watch Grey's Anatomy last night. I looked forward to that episode pa naman. I wanted to cry over Izzie's crying. Guess it has to wait till this weekend. Hmpf.
JackTV and ETC are both out. Nooo. :[
My phone is busted. Again. I'm currently using my bro's pocket PC. It's cool, but not suited for my text-trained thumbs.
I'm trying to rid myself of insomnia. Making progress, I think. :]
My current read is Memoirs of a Geisha. I know, I know. I'm eons behind all you people. You don't have to yell at me. *sob sob*
My dad gave me a pack of Hello bars. It was the most he came up with yesterday.
I'm reminding myself of how I should get a haircut for college. I want my hair short again.
I bloghopped through all my links yesterday. Wee. :]

Ok, ok...

So I'm painfully delaying every second of revelation. But since my summer's not all that packed with stories to tell and I've run out of ideas to jot down, I guess I'm really going to reveal the "verdict" right about now.

zZzzZzzzZ...

*jerks awake*
Oh. Yeah. The verdict.

One word: Silliman.

Yes. I am so going to Dumaguete. Yey.

Somewhere in Between.

2007-04-24T16:41:00.000+08:00

Katamaran. Ka-emo-han. Katamaran ulit. Yan yung mga dahilan kung bakit ngayon lang ako nakapag-post. Hehe.

Haaay. Feeling ko tuloy zombie ako lately. (Apir Bunso Zombie a.k.a Aldie Eustaquio! HAHA!) Nagpupuyat ako sa pagmukmok. Pagkagising ko, titingnan-tingnan ko lang ang paligid ko hoping na may extraordinary stuff na mangyari. Wala eh. Boring.

Natutunan ko na ring i-adopt yung kwarto as my home. As much as possible, di ako lalabas. Syempre pwera na lang kung maliligo ako, magsi-CR, kukuha ng pagkain, etc. At kasabay nun, di ko na rin kinakausap yung mga tao dito. Uh-huh. Piping zombie nga. At most ay mga tatlong five-word sentences lang ang nasasabi ko. Na-master ko na nga ata ang art ng facial expressions at head and hand gestures. Magaling na rin ako sa one-word games. Trust me.

Bakit nga ba ako nagkakaganito? *kunot-noo*

Hayun. Kagabi gumawa ako ng letter para sa parents ko. Wala lang. Sinabi ko lang dun lahat ng gusto kong sabihin. Eh kasi naman sila, ang gulo. Papalit-palit sila ng college plans para sa 'kin. Di ko na tuloy alam kung ano ba talaga gusto ko.

Sabi kasi nila na sa Ateneo de Zamboanga University na raw talaga ako. Ako naman, kahit ayaw, tinanggap na lang. After nga nun, naging OK na talaga ako sa fact na yun. Masaya na rin ako sa dinecide nila for me. Tapos... TAPOS! Hayun. Nung isang araw biglang kumatok si Mama para sabihin na sa Silliman University na raw aq. ANO RAW?! o_O

Dapat nga ako matuwa, di ba? Kasi ang first and most loved choice ko ay SU. Pero bakit ganun? Ngayon lang kasi nila sinabi. Ngayon pa na naintindihan at na-accept ko na lahat. Ngayon pa na naka-set na ang focus ko sa ADZU. Dapat nga ba ako matuwa sa sinabi nila? At isa pa, ayokong i-enroll nila ako dun dahil alam nilang dun ko gusto. Gusto ko kasi na gustuhin rin nila akong mapunta dun. Kung di rin lang talaga sila totally in favor sa pag-stay ko dun, wag na sana nila subukang mag-adjust para sa wants ko. Trabaho ko ang mag-adjust para sa situation, para sa kung ano'ng pwede at di pwede sa akin. Kaya ko naman eh. Naiintindihan ko naman lahat eh.

Sana lang rin naintindihan nila yung drama ko sa letter na yun. Iniwan ko na sa kanila ang decision between ADZU and SU. Kung piliin man nila ang ADZU, sana dahil yun yung convenient para sa amin. Kung piliin man nila ang SU, sana dahil yun yung tingin nila ay dine-deserve ko. Kahit saan naman, OK na sa 'kin. It's a win-win situation naman for me. Si God na lang talaga bahala. Wish me loads of luck na lang. :]

pictuuuuures!

2007-04-14T19:30:00.000+08:00

I'm too lazy to really write stuff so I figured I'd post some of the pictures I promised eons ago. (Take note: some. I said I feel lazy, ok?) Hehe. At last! Pictures! ^__^ Still haven't found the digi cam's cord, though. Thank God for pocket PCs. :]

March 31, 2007. Graduation rites held at Summit Centre. Whoopee! ^___^

Clink and clank. I received some stuff. Not a total loser after all. LOL. (Look! Our principal - the woman in the printed blouse - wore that! *gasp* :|

Pledge of loyalty. We were actually laughing our asses off. Couldn't really hear the pledge so we made words up. ^___^

After poetry comes music. We sang Seasons Of Love (the OST of Rent) and That's What Friends Are For.

The newest graduate of the fam. Daddy, Kaka Min, ME!, Mama. :]

Now you see the toga, now you don't. (next pic)

Wee. Meet my dress, Helena. xx (The shoes killed my poor feet that night. *sniff*)

That night. Our Graduation Ball, for real! Look at the backdrop! Look! Haha.

Girl power. We're not exactly girly girls. Don't be fooled!

Cake 101. I had to make a wish before slicing up our batch cake. Hmm... guess it went something like "blah blah... not separate hearts".

Mama, Kaka, ME!, my cake, and... some random guy who got into our picture. Haha. :P

♥ Random Guy a.k.a Ajan made me really realize how short I am. Naka-stilettos na 'ko dyan ha. Hehe.

The party didn't end there. Before getting to the sayawan kuno part, the girls screamed Lindsay Lohan's "Ultimate". Thanks to Groove Street, by the way.

April 1, 2007. After the afterparty, we had an afterparty afterparty in Room 316. :]

Male & Female Stars of the Night. Haha. No one else seemed to want the award...

Love ya, b*tch. (Pardon the language, it doesn't mean anything anyway) Cyril the Gigolo and Mars the Wh*re. HAHA! We kid a lot. :]

We made a mess. Oops. (Nakapikit pa si Louie. Haha.)

When I got home... I grabbed the bouquet Ajan gave me and clicked away. ;]

Ain't it pwetty? ♥

April 2, 2007. We went to school coz our freshies had a surprise for us raw. Aba, those chikitings punk'd us pa. Haha. Sweetness. And the gift was a...

Scrapbook! Yeah! They made a scrapbook for us! ^___^

Hayun. We were all so happy. Hehe. Graduation was a blast! The best way to exit from a place we call AEMSHS. ^___^

Lame end, I know. I'm lazy nga eh! :P

The Couch Patatas.

2007-04-11T21:07:00.000+08:00

Talagang mahal ko yung mga mokong sa taas. Scroll down to the bottom of this page at makikita niyo kung bakit ko nasabi yan. Heheh. Wala lang. Nagka-idea tuloy ako sa next format ng blog ko. Heheh. :]

Let's try to refresh things around here, shall we? Well, for a change, I'm not going to whine about how summer's killing me with boredom. Instead, I am going to tell you guys what's been keeping me alive so far. Heheh. :]

Mars the Couch Patatas is officially back in business, baby. So watching too much TV is not entirely healthy. But hey, if it keeps me sane and happy, then I don't care that much. Hahah. And I don't watch TV the whole day naman. I take time off to read, take a bath and blog. Hahah. Exciting life, eh? *rolls eyes*

My eyes started gluing itself to the TV screen at about the same time my ass started gluing itself to my seat. Loko lang. I think it started last Holy Week. Since my penitensya comprised of no Globe Unlitxt registration, no net-surfing, no laag and no life, I've resorted to making this layout and watching 7th Heaven marathons. It was great, actually. I kinda missed the Camdens. And from there, I've awaken my inner TV-holic.

Now that the 7th Heaven phase is once again over (sob sob), I kinda like to call myself an official STAR WORLD addict. I wake up at around eight in the morning, take a sip of the room temperature choco health drink that my parents prepare early on, get back inside the bedroom and lock the TV screen on Channel 37. (I didn't mention breakfast, did I? That's because I'm lazy and take my brunch at 2PM. LOL) I'm not saying that I like everything on Star World. But from a bored weird girl's point of view, it's starting to be the number one decent thing on TV.

My personal faves would have to be the Monday Night Laughs lineup, reruns of FRIENDS (Yep, still haven't moved on. Haha!), Grey's Anatomy, American Idol (I saw Sanjaya sing Besame Mucho a while back. It wasn't bad... but he sure still is weird), Fashion House, Hope & Faith, Criminal Minds, and PRISON BREAK. I know, I know... some of these shows are eons behind actual release. Who cares anyway? Certainly not me. :P

Cute Poison: Wentworth Miller is the reason why Star World rocks all the more. ♥

I'm guessing that being a couch potato will get me through the remaining idle days. That is, if I don't get to "level up" and find something more fun and productive to do. Until then, *girl VO* "you are watching Star World". ♥

P.S. I really love that song in the new Sony Ericsson Walkman Phone ad. Yeah, the anniversary one. Sino me alam nun?

Imbalance. Again.

2007-04-10T13:49:00.000+08:00

This summer rewards me tons and tons of free time. Ha, like that's a good thing! I'm left with more time to mope about how my life isn't so sweet after all. I'm seriously reconsidering everything going on right now (e.g. COLLEGE). And as much as I'd like to blog about every single detail in my side of the universe, I feel the *insert appropriate term here* of not doing so. Why? Because some of the people who visit my blog actually know me in person. And in person, I'm really that reserved. I guess I'm not ready for semi-drastic changes just yet.

Anyway...

I had loads of fun yesterday with mates Alyssa, Cyril and Kikay. We snuck ice cream inside the cinema! Wee! Hahah. Good thing the guard didn't further check into Kikay's bag. But I guess there's always a downfall with every pasaway deed. In this case, we had no spoon to scoop all that ice cream with. Hahah. Ayun, we resorted to making our frozen goodies Mr. Chips dip. Labo. Hahah. T'was yummy, though. vv,

HAPPY MONTHSARY, MIO DEE! ♥

Hahah. He's not even here in Zamboanga. OK lang. Babawi naman yun when he gets back. vv,

P.S. I finally got my haloscan fixed! Hurrah! Click the "scream" link, dali! Hahah. :P

The End Was a Blast.

2007-04-08T15:34:00.000+08:00

Happy Easter Sunday, everyone! :]

It's soo nice to be alive in the blogging scene once more. :] As you can see, I've changed my layout. It's now all green and happy. Haha. The people in my header are my dear high school classmates. Aww. There's only eight of them and they're the BOMB! :] I miss those losers. Haha.

And yeah... I wonder why Haloscan refuses to work properly with my new layyie. Sad naman. I have to use Blogger's own comment system from now on. Tsk. I also decided to create new more organized blogrolls but they went wacko. I'm officially back to the mano-mano system. Hehe.

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As promised, I'll be giving you a glimpse on how our graduation went. Starting with... how I looked. Haha. The black glittery stilettos I bought went perfectly with my dress. Emo Helena. Haha. :] (Pics coming up soon, I hope. Waa. I gotta find my USB cord.)

The rites started later than 2PM. Tut tut. I can't believe I was marching down this grad aisle for the third time in my young life. The feeling was oh-so-familiar. I guess my classmates and I were all nervous and excited at the same time 'coz we ended up chattering away. Haha. And yeah... My daydreams of Ajan hanging the Journalist of the Year medal on me didn't take place. Not that I'm complaining. Haha. :D

Our guest speaker was an alumnus of AEMSHS Batch '94 and he was easy to listen to. He was light in delivering his speech, playing a game of "Guess Whose Philosophy In Life This Is". I actually blushed when he read mine out loud. Haha.

Never think anyone's better than you and that you are better than everyone else.

Haha. Ang taray, di ba? :D

So, there... since there were only eight of us (not counting Junbi because the dude broke my heart by not attending that day- a different story, painful to bring up... but I totally understand him and I love him still), the shortest graduation rites ended at around 4PM. My mates and our families decided to freshen ourselves at home and meet up at 6 in the Orchid Ballroom of the Garden Orchid Hotel where our afterparty will be held.

Ajan, being the cute creep that he is, needed extra lambing just so I could make him come over the ball. HAHA. He did come with a bouquet of flowers. Weirdo. HAHA! I love him sooobra. ♥

And I also loved-loved-loved everything about that party! We had a huge batch cake and nine small cakes for each member of our class. We also had a band. And finally, after eons of wishing, my girlfriends and I performed our astig band skills in front of people. Sila lang, actually. I got stuck to being the pinaka-loser vocalist. Major absentee kasi that's why I didn't have time to practice any of the instruments. Hmpf. Haha. Some of our ex-classmates were there! Kudos to Jacob, JJ, Geno and Louie for attending! Haha. Almost all AEMSHSians were present, too. But the faculty was missing, FORTUNATELY. (Kidding. I still wanted them there.) Where the heck were they? Lost? Phbbbt! >:P

Basta... everything was GREAT! My mates and I even slept over in one of the hotel rooms. Sosyal. HAHA. Bonding to the max churva eklavu. Hahaha. :D

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To my dear classmates, BATCH 1807, you guys are the bestest best mates I could ever wish for. I hope that even in distance (e.g. layo ng WMSU sa ADZU), we'd continue to love and treasure each other in our unique Batch i8o7 way. Love you, mga 'tol! ♥

Some Quiet Time..

2007-04-03T22:19:00.000+08:00

Blog break for the Holy Week! (:

I'm gonna be back with tales of my graduation and the awesome episodes after that. Hehe. Not to mention the drama that slowly builds up inside me due to lots of free thinking time. Aww. :[

Ok, ok. Gotta scram now kasi I'm getting all warmed up to really blog na. Hehe.

Later, everyone! Have a blessed Lent. God bless you all. Muuaaah! ♥

P.S. Maybe I'd have a new layout by the time I get back. Wish me luuuck. :]

Grad Blues.. And Greens. Hehe.

2007-03-28T20:49:00.000+08:00

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I just updated my "shitty shoutouts" document. Don't ask why.

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Ilang araw na lang at gagradweyt na ako. Hindi nga ako makapaniwala eh. Ang tanda ko na pala. T_T

Ayos na ang damit ko. Sa Biyernes ko pa makukuha. Hay. Sana naman bumagay sa 'kin. Sayang ang dadats eh. HAHA. Wala pa akong sandals. Gusto ko kasi ng glittery black stilettos, eh mukhang ayaw ni Mama. BAKIT?! :[ Nakuha ko na rin ang hiniram kong toga. Sa iskul kasi namin, pasahan lang ng toga mula sa alumni. Weird 'no? Hehe. Di pa rin pala ako desidido sa hairstyle ko. Haaay. Pero excited na ako! :]

Una at huling praktis namin sa Summit Centre bukas. Ayaw nga sana namin na dun gawin ang grad pero okey na lang rin. Ang importante may grad ball kami. HAHA. Yeah, may grad ball kami pagkatapos ng commencement proper. Lusob papuntang Garden Orchid Hotel ang drama namin. May kainan, banda, sayawan. Saya. :]

Speaking of graduation, medyo hati ako ngayon. Parang puno kasi ang sked ko sa Biyernes. May dance practice ata kami. Tapos kailangan ko na rin magpraktis sa banda! Waa. :[ Pagkatapos nun, punta sa Rozen's (ngayon ko lang na-realize na combi pala ng names nina Tito Bert at Auntie Zeny ang name ng shop nila. Sweet.) para i-fit ang damit. Tapos, eto na.. May dalawang taong nag-iimbita sa 'kin sa grad parties nila. Magkaklase pa sila. HAHA. Pareho ko rin silang kaibigan. Di ko alam kung saan ako pupunta. :[At ang tanong: Payagan kaya ako nina Mama? Haha.

Speaking of payag issues, dito na lang raw ako mag-aaral. Yeah, sa Ateneo de Zamboanga University na ako. Final na. Haaay. Pero okey lang sa 'kin. Tama sila, sayang ang scholarship ko. At saka marami pa atang probs parents ko kaya kailangan ko rin maging considerate. Ayos lang rin naman sa 'kin na dito lang ako. Mas komportable pa ang buhay. Hehe. Pero baka lilipat rin ako pag Second Year na. Sa Silliman University, Dumaguete City na. Sana nga matuloy. Gusto ko kasi talaga dun eh. Please lang po, Lord. :]

Solved na ang isang prob ko. Choice course na lang ang dapat isipin. HAHA. Hmm. Dapat ipangako muna ng parents ko na lilipat ako sa Silliman. Kasi kung ganun, eh di kukuha ako ng BS Psychology. Hati kasi ako between AB at BS Psych. Pero kung tuloy man ang lipat, BS na lang talaga kunin ko. Wala kasing AB sa SU. Hehe. At safer na rin siguro pag BS. Kung mag-law or medicine man, pwede pa rin. Hehe.

Diyos meh! Ni di pa nga ako nakaka-graduate, kung anu-ano na naiisip ko. Hehe. O siya, babay muna. :]

Effin' Lonely. What Now?

2007-03-16T20:45:00.000+08:00

Suddenly, I'm alive and I feel the need to write down everything I feel. But not quite.

I so hate stress. Why? Because.. one thing always leads to another. And in my case, stresses always lead to frustration and later on, depression. ): It's a complex self issue. I'd rather not talk about the process.

But..

*sigh* I think I badly need professional psychiatric help right now. I can rant all on my own (which, as of now, is the next best thing) but sometimes, it's just good to know that there's someone present to hear all your bad-day drama. Even if that someone just nods occasionally and asks "And how do you feel about that?". I feel so effin' lonely. No one to hear me out, no one to hug me when I'm scared, no one to watch over me-- it's a sad realm of loneliness that consumes me whole. And fast.

What to do now? Where to go after? When to stop? Who to call first? Clueless. Pointless, even.

*sigh*

It all ends tonight. It just has to. ):

The Nutty Professor Had a Nutty Student-- Me. :)

2007-03-15T14:40:00.000+08:00

[EDIT]

The third time I blogged this day. And I've got a good feeling that there'll be a fourth. Oh well.. *shrug*

*sigh*

Like I said on my MySpace blog (which I used after eons due to Blogger's stubbornness earlier in the day), I AM SO TIRED. I feel so drained for having to deal with so much stuff during the past few days. Finals, huge pile of projects and requirements, countless OTs at school for the Chem lab work, almost-late-night go home sked, staying up until the wee hours of dawn to read (I loved studying for the second day of exams, though. Econ rocks my socks.), attending to this and that thing, spending eye-blinding hours in front of the computer, fighting the urge to get into a coma and sleep for an entire week, feeling all zombie-like due to lack of rest, eating anything my hand grabs just so I can comfort myself, trying not to think of the ugly effects of comfort food, getting BIGGER zits here and there-- CAN'T YOU TELL HOW TIRING THIS IS? ):

Don't get me wrong, I love my Alma Mater. But for once, allow me to say how happy I am to finally get out of the hellhole this March 31. Yeah, it's the best hellhole one can ever be in. ^__^

The Zit hurts. (HAHA. I took the liberty of referring to it as a sort of person. It has an identity after all. And it TALKS.) Huge Zit just below the curl of my lower lip. Bad Zit, bad Zit. Go away, Zit. Please. ,vv

Ooh.. Yesterday, I downloaded Sundo by Imago. And I've been playing it for 90 times or so now. Wala lang. Makes me terribly insanely miss HIM. ):

Blog break's over. Gotta get back to that T-Test (which, in my opinion, might actually mean Torture Test, considering the splitting headache I have right now). Wait for my next post. Bwahaha. (:

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I tell you, graduation is NOT a smooth exit from high school. Especially if you're enrolled in mine. Phbbt!

Seriously. Everything's gone whacko these past two HELL weeks. I'm actually cramming right now. (This is my definition of cramming: Wanting to get real busy but for some unknown, and possibly pathetic, reason, I can't because my brain refuses to process things SERIOUSLY.) Hmpf. I'm supposed to really really really get back to my work, but what? I'm blogging. I hate me sometimes.

At least the exams are over. Except for Computer, that is. Eek. And today's Last-Submission-of-Requirements Day, which is why (obviously) I'm "pretending" to rush. Which, I figured, is bad. Aww.

This is terrible- TERRIBLE, I tell you! (HAHA. Read that while pretending to be an overdramatic stage actor. Or Josh Peck. It's funny.) The clock's ticking and I'm still stuck in Clueless Land. Ugh. Someone build a black hole and suck me in. Waaaaa. Or dig up a hole where I can go through and end up in Africa. Ma'am Cinches will never find me there. She'll be busy selling her fertilizers to African farmers (if there are) to notice me wander about. Oh, please. ,vv

** Do I sound nutty or was that just my other brain talking? **

Doomed, I am. Doomed. ,vv

quick post. :)

2007-02-18T22:56:00.000+08:00

wee. the reyna is back. and for good na 'to, mga 'tol. hehe. :)

lotsa things happened. i'll find time and inspiration to squeeze them all in on my next posts. hehe. hay. and right now, i'm trying to work on a new layyie. wee. it's time that i get tired of this semi-emo life-before-things-got-really-ok skin. wee. exciting. :)

and another important thing to blog about:

CONGRATS MIO DEE!
(that's ADRIAN SAAVEDRA URO to you guys)

ehem. he's one of the ten, ermm, eleven most outstanding students of zamboanga city. hehe. proud talaga ako sa kanya. my self-proclaimed trophy boyfriend. hahaha. sige na lang. lol. I LOVE YOU, DEE. ♥

wee. happy happy life. more reasons to live, more reasons to blog. but right now, ehemSOMEONEehem is giving me reasons to sleep. hehe. para abla.. :) God bless, people! *hugs*

kabaliwan. bow

2007-01-19T07:08:00.000+08:00

Natatawa ako. Hi-hi-hi-hi. ^__^

Pa'no ba naman kasi. Naisipan kong halungkatin ang magulo kong My Documents folder. Naging busy kasi ako lately kaya hindi umandar ang pagiging OC ko sa file folders, etc. Habang nagdi-delete ako ng mga walang kwentang bagay, na-spot ko ang isang Word document na me title na "shitty sh0ut0uts". Napangiti ako syempre. Alam na alam ko kung ano'ng nasa file na yun. Haha. Para siyang blog na unpublished. Halos araw-araw nga akong nagsusulat dati dun eh. Yun kasi ang emo outlet ko. Dun ko nilalabas lahat ng ka-emohan ko sa lab na yan. HAHA.

Nakakatawa siya basahin. Full of angst and what-nots. Grabe, ganun ba talaga ako ka-frustrated that time? Take note, pure english posts lang ang nandun. Ang galing ko palang umemo. Haha. At ang mga linya ko, whew! Tagos! Haha. Nakakaaliw. ^__^

Pero hindi ko na nga yun na-update. Naging busy kasi ako. Saka, nawalan na ako ng dahilan para gumawa ng "shitty shoutouts" eh. Ang ganda na lang kaya ng mundo. ^__^

Wala lang. Wala kasi akong maisip na topic eh. Kaya eto, ni-reveal ko na lang ang isa sa mga embarrassing stuff na kini-keep ko. Hindi ko talaga idi-delete yun. Malay ko, ma-upgrade yun pag nagkalabuan na naman kame ng mundo. Haha. Answit! Mundo Ko. Haha. Labo.

Eto, iinclude ko ang ilan sa mga *giggles* tagos kong linya. Haha. Bite me. =)

It feels as though he’s watching me from the inside out, reading my innermost thoughts and laughing them off. How dumb he must think I am. Fine, I am stupid. Really stupid for even writing about you. Ha-ha-ha. This isn’t even amusing me in any way.
I know I can do so much better than look at you in that I-wanna-scream-I-heart-you way that I so don’t mean to show.
I wanna slap you hard and tell you to quit making me feel this effin’ cheesiness that I secretly enjoy.
I don’t know which is which in my case. It doesn’t really even matter that much. (Ha, liar!) They’re just stupid songs, is all. Really stupid songs that stupefied me in my previous lifetime. Really stupid songs that still get through my stupid heart. I am so stupid.
I’m tired. I seriously give up. I’m not going to lead you on or make you believe I’m all ready or any of that shit. I am still the “friend” Marchie and nothing more. But as always, I’m not closing my doors on you. I never had and I never will. But for the record, I’m tired. Maybe it’s time that you do all the thinking. I’m on hiatus for now.
It’s really starting to get funny. I mean, I enjoy being his “friend”. Congrats, man! Keep it up and I’ll be walking out on your love proposals from now on. Mark my word.
But anyway, I think he just asked me out. A friendly date kuno, accordingly. And I said yes. But not that yes. Just the yes-yes. I’m still following my list, you know.
Fine. I’m not jealous because I think they’re already sharing something “special” between them or any of that crap. (But really, sometimes I wish they did so I’d have a reason to be fucking alone and die.)
I was happy for the last couple of days. All because of the fact that I got to see him. I even got to talk to him for a minute or so. Wow. Heaven. =)
Why did I have to say those things? They aren’t all that important, anyway. Adrian wouldn’t care about how I’d feel. He wouldn’t give a damn about this whole thing. He wouldn’t… need me back. I just know. =(

Wah! Kahiya, bigtime! *BLUSH* Pero after ng last line na yan, hindi na ako nag-emo post. Hehe. Wala nang dahilan eh. Hindi na malabo. Hindi na magulo. Mahal ko siya at mahal niya ako. ^__^

the post speaks for itself.

2006-12-11T17:11:00.000+08:00

i am so unbelievably happy.

ULTRAELECTROMAGNETIC

SUPERCALIFRAGILISTIC

OHMYGOD

ISTHISREALLYHAPPENINGTOME

HAPPY.

kilig! uyy.. hehe. :)

my sharona.

2006-11-24T22:29:00.000+08:00

November. My I-am-gonna-be-so-fat-please-stop-feeding-me month. Birthdays are everywhere. Food is everywhere. Classmates who constantly tempt you to eat are everywhere. Gad.

Nov. 22 was Geno's birthday. Even though he goes to another school now, he still invited our batch over. Aww... How sweet. (: The food was scrumptuous. Yum yum. But I got to control myself somehow. Haha.

Nov. 24 (today) is Deb's birthday. Wee! Got to scream my lungs out on the videoke pieces courtesy of Magec Seng- err, Magic Sing. Hehe. Geno is now my bitch! I love him to bits! Haha. We kept on playing old songs and sang duets. I can't believe how hyper I got. Maygad. It's the gin's fault! I only drank three to four glasses of punch and my head started to ache like hell. Not that I'm sensitive or anything. Or am I sensitive? Nevertheless, I became über energetic. I giggled like some schoolgirl. And I became red-faced. Really red-faced. I was a giggly red-faced booby. Haha.

But t'was really really fun. Haha. Geno and I should hang out more often with the Magic Sing in hand. M-m-m-my Sharona! Haha. =)

The school's gonna provide us with PhP 1,500 for our Dapitan trip. Whew. Now I only have to add 200 pesos and my pocket money. =) I am so excited to get on that bus. Haha. But I think I'm forgetting my real purpose in going there- to compete for the Feature Writing category of the Regional Schools Press Conference. I hope I do good. The national round is going to be held in Baguio. Now that's good motivation. Haha.

I am still a bit lightheaded from that punch. Argh. But the fun was definitely worth it. =)

updates kuno.

2006-11-21T23:50:00.000+08:00

Not too good, not too good. =(

Headache, nausea, dizziness. I think my eyesight's failing. I could be wrong. But oh, stop the blur from occurring. I am so pissed at having to blink two-three times just to make sure that I see what I see. Ugh. Eyeball exchange, anyone?

I am currently looking for another science investigatory project. Why? It'll be my, along with my five other classmates, "punishment" for not being able to join this year's Intel Science Fair. *cicada sounds* Yeah, our Research adviser is that evil.

I am so off to Dapitan on Monday. I can't wait to get away from traces of school. Yey! Road trip galore! But we're leaving at night. Aww.. Sayang. I wanted to sight-see because it'll be my second ever road trip to another province and a different destination at that. Tsk. But still very excited! Wee!

Hay. Napaka-senseless ng post na yun. Wala lang. Updates kuno lang. =)

KUYA ADRIAN! Haha. Yeah, si Tao #2 nga ang umuwi nung isang araw. Wee! HAHA. Funny tayo. Haha.

I am so unproductive. Hug me. o_O

magec seng.

2006-11-19T15:22:00.000+08:00

People have been talking about it for days. They placed their bets on who's getting who in the Pacquiao-Morales Grand Finale. I, personally, am rooting for Pacman. Not because I like him or what- it's just all about being Pinoy.

Following the news, I've sensed that Manny will win the thing. C'mon. El Terrible doesn't look his best anymore. Too thin, too weak-looking, too I-am-so-tired-from-training aura in his eyes. It seems like whoever's coaching him is giving him such a hard time, putting him up for training that might not be necessary for the fight. What a pity. But he's still so muy bunito. Haha.

And the moment of truth came. I was asleep. HAHA. My brother channel-surfed his way to the actual live feed which was on Solar All-Access. The ones being shown on ABS-CBN and Solar Sports were eons behind. He bursted out of his room, waking me up, and half-yelled "Ya gana si Manny. Hasta ika-tres round lang si Morales." (Nanalo si Manny. Hanggang ikatlong round lang si Morales.) He was going about the living room, switching our TV on so we could watch the live feed, too. And yes, there was Pacman being interviewed by some sportscaster. The glory in his eyes, man. Priceless.

Where was Erik? Oh, there. He looked so sad. And so cute. And so sad. =(

After the whole thing seeped into me, I realized how many more endorsements will Manny be handling. Gad.

"Magec seng, magec seng.."

Sigh. Hand me my blindfold and earplugs, please.

Sweet Note:

Yey! It's Sunday! That means he'll be coming home hours from now. Hurrah! ^__^

living on an alias. or not.

2006-11-13T20:14:00.000+08:00

Been kinda busy lately. Filled up college forms, took entrance tests, passed certain requirements, made sure I was still insanely happy. Hay. Busy.

So there I was, waiting for my Mama to lay my precious birth certificate on my excited little hands. T'was my first time to actually see my certificate of live birth. The photocopied piece of paper felt hot as I started to unfold. One, two, three...

What the...?!

Edding, Mariekhan, Sarte.

*blink blink*

Mariekhan? Mariekhan. Mariekhan! MARIEKHAN!

Yes, my first name in my birth certificate is spelled as one word only. I am not really Marie Khan. I am Mariekhan.

*pause*

So I've been living on an alias for 16 years now? How cool. ^__^

Took the college entrance tests for Ateneo de Zamboanga University and Western Mindanao State University last Saturday and Sunday. Not that I plan to enroll in either of them. I just took them for the sake of taking. =)

ADZU's test was fine. I actually felt a twinge of guilt because the way I answered the survey on the last page made it sound like I don't really want to be in that institution (which is true, btw). And just this afternoon, my Social Science teacher told us that the admins of ADZU really feel honored whenever us AEMSHS students enroll in their school. Oops. I should've sucked up to that survey. Haha.

WMSU's test was long. Gad. And the proctor didn't do his job so well. We had to delay for ten-plus minutes because of his wrong distribution of exam kits. But the supervisor was a spectacle, though. She amused me through her ako'y-naha-highblood-na-sa-inyo aura. I had to stifle this really big popping laugh towards the end of the exam session. Haha. If you were there, you'd know what I'm talking about. ^__^

*sigh* And I realized some emo thing just now. Ugh. I feel semi-depressed. Don't let it win, Mars. Don't.

But I'm still quite happy, though. I'm his first thing. ^__^

i'm just a kid. and so is my teacher. and my principal, too. rotflmao

2006-11-08T13:07:00.000+08:00

Totally reminiscing high school churvas. Haha.

Just last year, people at my school became somewhat hooked to Sims. You know, that computer game wherein you build fancy multi-million houses, earn tons of money without really working, make profits with housing and what-nots, and take control of simulated humans (thus, Sims) whose conversations sound like "blah" in singsong. I would spot my schoolmates meeting up in hallways to exchange installers, keeping each other updated on the latest versions and stuff. They would brag about what they've accomplished for their dear character that day.

"Wow! Ang ganda na ng bahay niyo, ate!"

"Syempre. Sige, bigay ko sa 'yo mamaya ang cheats."

And what's amusing is that the members of our faculty also went gaga over the game. Even our dear principal played Sims! Haha. I would sometimes go to the faculty room and judge my teachers' busyness through their concentrated-over-whatever-I'm-doing look. But when I take a peek on what they're clicking on their laptops, I just snicker. They were all playing Sims during their free time. Talk about all work and no play. Haha.

Installation of games are not allowed in our class computers. But due to the mania that even our teachers are part of, they allowed Sims in our PCs. The seniors' room last year (now ours) was an official Sims station. Since only three students reside in that room, all of which are busy, what better way to make use of the space and computer but Sims? I can almost always guess that when I pass by, I'd see my Physics teacher and principal glued to the seat in front of that PC. Haha.

"Di ba Physics time na? Wala pa man si Ma'am Leonor."

"Uy. Try niyo ba tignan sa kabila." *tingin sa kabila*

"Knock knock. Ma'am, hindi kayo mag-meet?"

"Ay, oo. Time ya gale. Na. Yan loka yo na Sims."

(Ay, oo. Time na pala. Na. Naloka ako sa Sims.)

"Kita niyo si Ma'am Ruby (principal)? Ipa-sign ko sana ang letter para sa DOST."

"Hindi eh. Uy classmates, nakita niyo raw si Ma'am Ruby?"

"Andun sa kabila. Kagagaling ko lang dun. Grabe! Naiinis si Ma'am sa babaeng character niya kasi flirty daw talaga sa lalake."

"Ganun?"

"Oo ba. Guess niyo daw ang pangalan ng characters." *grins*

"Uhm. Ewan. Ano?"

"Ruby at Charlie (asawa niya)."

Haha. Those were the days. Did I learn anything? Hell, yeah!

MA graduates can be very amusing, too.

Napaka-passionate ng teachers namin sa ginagawa nila. With matching facial expressions pa ha.

Sims sharpens the physicist's mind.

And last but not least...

Possessive pala si Ma'am Ruby. ^__^

PS. Haha. Ansama ko. Lagot ako neto. ^__^

this is my december.

2006-11-07T12:20:00.000+08:00

And so I'm back from outerspace. ^__^

Teka. Gusto ko mag-Tagalog. =)

Ang last post ay nung ika-20 pa ng Oktubre. Lungkot naman. Hehe. Nobyembre na! Sabi ng DJ apatnapu't walong araw na lang raw bago mag-Pasko. Naka. Bilis naman ng takbo ng panahon. Nakakatakot.

Ano'ng bago? Madami! Kaso, tinatamad na 'kong balikan at isa-isahin pa. Pero syempre di ko limot ang araw na yun. At ang mga sumunod pang araw. =)

Alam niyo ba na ayoko ng Disyembre? Seryoso. Hindi ako sigurado kung baket, pero tingin ko ito yung panahon kung kelan lahat ng nakakalungkot na bagay ay nakikipaghabulan sa 'yo. Para bang gusto ka nilang tirahin bago magtapos ang taon. Di ko alam senyo, pero ganun kasi ang laging nangyayari saken.

Nagsimula ata lahat nung nasa ika-anim na baitang na 'ko sa mababang paaralan. Alalang-alala ko ang petsa-- December 19, 2002. Christmas Party namin nun. Syempre, nakaporma kameng lahat. Me mga laro, pagkain, kantahan, sayawan, bigayan ng regalo. Pagkatapos kumain, kinuha namin ang yelo sa cooler tas naghabulan at batuhan kame. Masaya talaga yun. Yun din ang araw na *ehem*. Wag na lang. Pero ang inakala kong masayang araw, nauwi sa isa sa mga pinakamalulungkot na pangyayari. Pagkauwi namin ng nanay ko, nag-ring agad ang telepono. Nakakagulat. Nakakakaba. Tama ang kutob ko-- wala na raw si Auntie Angie.

Nagwala si Mama habang kausap niya sa telepono ang kamag-anak namin. Hindi ko man narinig ang pag-uusap, naramdaman ko ang bigat ng sandaling yun. Hindi na naibaba ni Mama ang telepono, nanghina na siya. Ako naman ay nag-panic-- baka kasi atakihin ang nanay ko ng asthma niya. Tumakbo ako para yakapin siya. Nagyakapan kame habang nag-iiyakan.

Isipin niyo na lang kung pano kame nag-Pasko nun. Masaya pero pilit. Umiiyak at hindi dahil sa tuwa. Tumatawa pero nasasaktan.

Nung sumunod na taon, puro awayan naman sa bahay. Ang gulo, ang ingay! Daig pa nila ang mga sintunadong bata na nangangaroling. Daig pa nila ang mga paputok ng mga excited na tao. Daig pa nila ang lahat ng klaseng ingay.

Second Year. Umatake na naman ang kagagahan ko. Hinding-hindi na ako magkakagusto sa Atenista. Sana naisip ko yan sa mga panahong yun. Sana hindi ako naiinis ngayon pag naaalala ko. Bwiset. Ang kapal ng mukha mo 'tol! Pero kasalanan ko rin. Di ko naman masyadong kilala yun, eh nagtiwala ako. Gaga nga diba? Hay. Sana magbagong-buhay ka na, Coye. Kawawa naman ang mga babae mo. Hindi nila alam na me kahati sila. Tsk.

Disyembre 2005. Hindi ko maintindihan nung una. So all this time pala naglolokohan tayo? Sa totoo lang, di ko pa rin masyadong naiintindihan ngayon. Mas ginusto kasi niyang manahimik at iwan na lang lahat na nakabitin. Sa bagay, ano'ng karapatan kong magreklamo? Ako lang 'to eh.

Nagkasaket rin ako nung panahon na yun. Inatake ng asthma dahil nag-away kami ni.. (ibang tao) Lungkot. Hindi ko akalain na isang semi-stranger ay pwedeng magkaroon ng ganung impact sa buhay mo. Yun bang feeling mo katapusan na ng mundo kasi nag-away keo. Hirap huminga. Hirap tumawa nang di pilit. Hirap kontrolin ang pag-iyak sa eskwela at Harry's. Papasok ka sa kwarto pag gabi at hihintayin mong tugtugin nila ang "Blind" ng Lifehouse tas hihiga ka sa sahig at iiyak. Madrama? You have no idea.

Pero naging okey rin naman ang lahat. Bumawi si Tao #2. At napasaya niya ako kea hindi ko na naisip ang mga nangyari ke Tao #1.

Ngayong taon kea? Sana naman mas masaya. Nakakapagod magmukmok pag lahat naman ng tao nagpapakasaya. Aabangan ko na lan. =)

can't you see i want you by the way i push you away?

2006-10-20T08:37:00.000+08:00

LSS: Tangled Up in Me - Skye Sweetnam.

Yes, that is the song stuck in my head right now. I've no idea how or why, but it just is. Now the song made me realize a couple of things I usually do. And I know those are the same things that other girls have done, are doing, and will probably do in the foreseeable future. I'll struggle to explain and share what I *ehem* know and do not know.

(some lines are taken out because they are only repetitions)

You wanna know more, more, more about me

I'm the girl who's kicking the coke machine

I'm the one that's honking at you cuz I left late again

Can't you see I want you by the way I push you away

Don't judge me tomorrow by the way I'm acting today

Mix the words up with the actions do it all for your reaction

Get tangled up in me

You wanna know more, more, more about me

Gotta know reverse psychology

I'm the reason why you can't get to sleep

I'm the girl you never get just quite what you see

You think that you know me

You think that I'm only

When everything I do is only to get tangled up in you

You wanna know more, more, more about me

I'm the girl that's sweeping you off your feet

See? I mean, let's face it girls. We really tend to be vague at times. Not just tend, we even mean to be vague. We would purposefully hold back what we truly feel and this confuses the members of the opposite sex. When asked about relationship-related stuff, we give answers one second then take them back the next. We send out wrong signals. We like guys but we push them away. We mean to say sweet nothings but we end up saying nothing at all-- which isn't very sweet, by the way. Our insides are itching to tell those guys that we heart them, but what? We avoid confrontations. Weird, weird, weird. And to think that we are fully aware of such crap.

Can't you see I want you by the way I push you away? .. Gotta know reverse psychology. .. When everything I do is only to get tangled up in you.

Those are my fave lines. And for me, they are the ones that really reflect what we imply when we do what we do. In my personal opinion and experience, I push guys away for two reasons-- to keep the "thing" from happening and to see how much they're into me (kapal!)

The former is really all about "kung kame talaga, eh di kame". Pushing people away is usually done to cut short something that might cause pain in the long run. (e.g. avoiding future hurts from a relationship). Most girls actually push guys away because they're scared of getting into something that's too risky. But in reality, they wait for the guys to make their comebacks. Now if the guy is that serious, he'll definitely return with more effort and assurance. It's now up to the girl's "security level". Will she give in or push all over again?

But I don't really get it now that I thought of it. What if both parties believe in "kung kame talaga, eh di kame"? Then both of them would be waiting for the other to make "the move". Both of them would let things be and let "destiny" run the rest of their lives. Where does happy ending fit in this kind of picture then? I. Don't. Know.

Moving on, girls definitely like guys to be "sensitive". They want their guys to know them enough to distinguish what is real and not. It's like claiming you're ok and then this guy looks you in the eye and says, "Tell me the truth". When girls say/do things opposite from what they mean to, they want guys to know "reverse psychology". I don't really know why I do it-- saying/doing the wrong thing on purpose, that is. Hmm... probably because I don't want to be too obvious or that I'm too shy/scared/worried of admitting my true feelings. (Eew. This is really starting to get shitty.)

I also think that some guys actually find the magulo-ness of girls cute. It's like adding more fun and spice in the whole process of falling in love. And the more that they do not understand, the more they find themselves getting into these girls. As for the ladies, I think that each one of us don't mean to be evil when we torture these gents. It's just that some things are better off implicit. Who would want to further complicate something that's complex enough on its own, right? We just hide because we want to feel the magic of being found. Am I right or am I right?

Ok, I think I'm gonna cut this short. It's too complicated to put down in words. I, myself, am lost for words. Did I confuse you more? Sorry! I even succeeded in confusing myself. Haha. There's really nothing I could do to make everyone understand both sides. And I'm kinda glad that that's the case. Love is too beautiful a thing for analyzation, after all.

One thing is for sure, though. Guys and girls both go to the extremes just so they could get tangled up in each other. I'll be damned if I'm not guilty of this one. ^__^

a tribute to ira.

2006-10-13T18:51:00.000+08:00

Little Ira Santos has always been a bundle of joy to me during my years at Bethany. He was Teacher Enang and Teacher George's son-- their only son. Very cute and smart at a young age, no wonder he was everyone's favorite. Students from different levels would run to him every afternoon, asking him questions which he would answer in his pretty little boy manner. I was always one of those students. I would go to little Ira while he's riding his bike or taking a sip from his feeding bottle, talking to him and finding myself smiling back at his cute childish laugh. Yes, he was every bit of an angel. And people just can't seem to get enough of this boy.

I soon graduated from grade school and transferred. I never got to see Ira again. And what's more heartbreaking is that I'll never get the chance to do so ever-- my little Ira passed away last week.

I had no idea whatsoever at first, though I was told by a classmate of mine that one of my grade school teachers' child died. Having no phone and losing all my elementary contacts, I didn't know who or how to ask. I also wasn't able to go online because I got sick. But just yesterday, when I decided to check on my mail, I saw this bulletin of Nina's on Friendster saying that she read Ralph's (another batchmate of mine) post on "the great loss" of Teacher Enang and Teacher George. Apparently, Nina doesn't have any idea on what happened (after all, her family migrated to the US). But I... I was more than just shocked. It all became clear to me suddenly. But I refused to believe. No, I don't want to believe.

So I looked for Ralph's post and true enough, the message was there. Teacher Enang and Teacher George's great loss. I remember staring blankly at the computer screen for a couple of seconds. Afterwards, I just cried. I cried because I felt sorry for my dear teachers. I cried because I wasn't able to visit his wake. I cried because I wasn't able to attend the funeral (which was the same day that I actually learned it was Ira). I cried because I wasn't able to see Ira again after elementary. I cried because he was too young to be taken away. I just cried.

But I believe that everything has a purpose. From the start, God had planned out Ira's life. He sent Ira into this world to deliver a message-- that of faith and finding joy in simple things, a message that my little angel Ira embodied so well.

To my little Ira, I know that Heaven is where little angels like you belong. I also know that you are much safer and happier resting in God's arms. Your memory will forever dwell in our hearts. We will miss you little Ira.♥

oh. my. God.

2006-10-07T22:10:00.000+08:00

Just when we thought that the decision of not joining this year's speech choir competition is final, Kuya Mark showed up. (yesterday, Friday, actually)

KUYA MARK SHOWED UP. OH. MY. GOD.

Three days for practice? Game. =)

And that same day that he did show up, we finished the choreography for the entire piece. It took us 3 hours or so. 3 HOURS OR SO. OH. MY. GOD.

And that begins the story of "My Amazingly Big Muscle-strained Calves". Ugh. My calves hurt like hell. Actually, my whole body hurts, just not as "hellish" as my calves do.

But I don't care. Main goal: Bag the champion's spot in the competition. ^__^

On another sweet note, lunchbreak today has never been more fun. While waiting for the faculty members to settle matters about our practice space, we (Deb, Vean, Zahra, and partly Kym) indulged ourselves in Kuya Mark's colorful fun-filled stories. =) It was really awesome talking to him about random stuff. His experiences, being gay (and proud, for that matter!), college, his being the production designer of my brother's film, BOYS! – everything was fun, fun, fun! ^__^

*sigh* And I just realized that we'll no longer see him next year and the years to come. At least we do share a bit of a bond now. =)

Topic shift. I'm home alone now. Mama, Daddy and Kaka Mimin all went to the "Mega Concert". Yea, the one that Sharon Cuneta's on. *sigh* I wish I could see geeky Christian Bautista. He's such a geek and I love him. <3

I'm off to Dreamland in a bit. So tired. Must sleep. ^__^

PS. We'll be having our dress rehearsal tomorrow. Gotta lay my hands on those costumes! =)

PPS. I want to go to town. I want to get my mind off things. Maybe I will after the practice. ^__^

the boring and exciting irony-filled world.

2006-10-04T22:25:00.000+08:00

Finally, a chance to post the crazy madness running through this so-called brain of mine. =)

TWO UNWANTED GUESTS. AND ANOTHER ONE ON ITS WAY. Typhoons Milenyo and Neneng have succeeded in making every Filipino's life miserable. Nonstop heavy rains and winds causing uncomfortable power interruptions really made my day(s), thank you very much. But I don't hold it much against the electric company. After all, things can't always be zapped back to the way they were. Nor am I blaming "nature" for taking its course. It always happens during this time of the year so there's nothing to be surprised of. The good thing is that Neneng's finally exiting the Philippine Area of Responsibility. Bad news: Another tropical depression is building up somewhere in the southern area. *groan* This is not good.

BRAINFREEZE! Last Tuesday, I passionately made ice cream at Deb's. ["passionately" is such a strong word. But really, that's the way I worked. Haha.] From our estimated production of 400 cups, the results slapped us hard with only 125. [Tama ba, Deb?] Yea, it didn't even reach half of our estimates. Haha. But it was fun, though. Feeling expert ang lola. Haha. We weren't able to sell them at the fair yet due to the excessive brownouts, but we're getting there. =) Tara, bili kayo! Bagay na bagay ang product namin sa weather! Hahahaha!

JAYA ALMOST MADE IT TO THE NEWS! Jaya (Sashimika), our cute Pekingese, almost drowned. I don't know the whole story since I spent the night at Deb's but when I got home, our house's floor was wet. Yea, WET. Apparently, some pipe's unfixed so the water from the backside of our house started to get in through our bathroom. [I don't really know how. Haven't taken lessons in Plumbing 101. Lol.] According to my mom's certified almost-true speculations, this occurred sometime around 12MN. And our dear Jaya, who happens to stay in the living room, was found almost submerged in water. [You see, Jaya's a little dog. She has really short legs and doesn't have a talent in jumping up. Tsk tsk.] My dad, the ogre [haha!] who claims that he hates dogs, was the one who rescued Jaya. [Uy, may special connection na sila! Haha!] After the whole thing, we just laughed at the thought of our precious little dog drowning, saying "Breaking News! Isang aso natagpuang palutang-lutang at nalunod dahil kay Neneng!" Haha. Funny. =)

KLSP. So with all that's happening around me, the ulcer residing in my abdomen is also currently craving for attention. Stupid stomach. I'm getting myself a new one. Haha! =)

WANTED: SPEECH CHOIR TRAINER. We haven't heard from Kuya Mark in days now. The competition's on the 9th (Monday) and we only practiced the choreo until the first paragraph of the piece. The piece itself is short but that doesn't make us feel any better about him not showing up. Without his artistic ideas, the whole thing's going to bomb. *sigh* Please show up, Kuya. =(

GOONIE AND THE GANG. I would like to take this opportunity to thank the Judas-looking snatcher who took the liberty to grab my phone. Because of you and your kind, [Whew! Kind. Haha.] I'm having nightmare-like dreams where people try to get things from me. Just last Monday night, I dreamt of two guys who tried to take away my bag on my birthday. And to make it worse, they were holding daggers. Sheesh. Now I'm filled with paranoid thoughts while walking through town and it's all because of you, dear goonie. I'm starting to develop a fear of long-haired men because they remind me of you. And what you said to my bestfriend when she got down keeps on repeating itself in my mind. "Babay..." *shivers* It gives me the chills, man! You and your kind should all reevaluate your life status. If you're needy, then so are the people around you. Think about it. It might help.

I guess that's all. Or maybe I forgot a few minor details. Hehe. But anyways, gotta run now. Stay safe, everyone. God bless! =)

PS. *toot*'s a loser. i heart losers. i heart *toot*. wee! i guess i aced ACET's Logic Exam. haha. =))

reyna man, sumasablay din. :)

I'm Still Here. Yey!

Official Sillimanian.

The Verdict Is In.

Somewhere in Between.

pictuuuuures!

The Couch Patatas.

Imbalance. Again.

The End Was a Blast.

Some Quiet Time..

Grad Blues.. And Greens. Hehe.

Effin' Lonely. What Now?

The Nutty Professor Had a Nutty Student-- Me. :)

quick post. :)

kabaliwan. *bow*

*the post speaks for itself.*

my sharona.

updates kuno.

magec seng.

living on an alias. or not.

i'm just a kid. and so is my teacher. and my principal, too. *rotflmao*

this is my december.

can't you see i want you by the way i push you away?

a tribute to ira.

oh. my. God.

the boring and exciting irony-filled world.

kabaliwan. bow

the post speaks for itself.

i'm just a kid. and so is my teacher. and my principal, too. rotflmao